Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 254: Sad, Really Damn Sad

Hu Weiyong was stunned by Wang Buli's question.

Instead, Lu Ben, who was following behind, caught up, and he took the opportunity to speak:

"What the consort just said was too cautious."

He never thought that Wang Buli was a man whose wife and children were on the hot bed. He just hid his ambition.

Otherwise, why would you always stay by the prince's side?

Who in the court doesn't know that he has a closer relationship with the prince and Lan Yu!

As for Zhu Di's joy at Wang Buli's wedding, it was because they had known each other for a long time.

The fourth child has no chance of succeeding.

No one thought that Wang Buli and Zhu Di were having a good time, doing business together to earn some pocket money, just to plan for the throne.

Anyone who thinks this way must be crazy!

Wang Buli glanced at him and said with a smile:

"cautious?"

He just wanted to follow His Majesty's words and didn't think much about it.

The word "sacrificial burial" was pronounced by Wang Buli very clearly, which made Lu Ben's eyes widen and he stood still in a daze.

"It's impossible. My daughter is pregnant and will not be buried in the future."

"That's right. Nine times out of ten, life will be unsatisfactory. How can everything go as you wish? Not even the emperor can do this, let alone ordinary people."

Wang Buli glanced at Hu Weiyong meaningfully.

The old boy didn't sound like he didn't know his situation.

Only when you hold power in your own hands can you really not want to let it go.

Lu Ben seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

We have spent so much time and hard work in our life to climb to the position of prime minister. How can we resign just because of a few words of emotion?

People like Lu Ben are just right and can be avoided as much as possible.

Today, except for the emperor, no one can make decisions alone. "

Especially when Lao Zhu was alive.

If Wang Buli has no ambition, it's because he has never been in a high position.

This is very much like the emperor and the prince, and they hope that the father and son will look at Wang Buli with admiration.

Hu Weiyong also looked at the empty square with his hands behind his back:

"It's just that there are too many differences between us, and some things can't be stopped if you want to.

Even if it was a pretentious resignation, Hu Weiyong was unwilling to do so.

"You taught me a vivid lesson just now."

Lu Ben really didn't expect that the boomerang would hit him so quickly.

Because he only has a daughter!

The woman Lao Zhu found for his son still paid great attention to relations with relatives.

Lu Ben clenched his fists, trembling all over.

Wang Buli said leisurely: "Can Lu Shangshu, who has been an official for many years, not know whether he is willing or not?"

"Hu Xiang, I'm just stating the facts and teasing fools. I'm not interested."

"Consort, why are you laughing again?"

Hu Weiyong smiled. He did not expect that Wang Buli was also a long-term lover.

"Your Highness, this matter cannot be killed with a single blow. If there are people who volunteer to be buried, wouldn't it be depriving them of their good intentions!"

After the people left, Hu Weiyong shook his head:

"Lu Bengang has just become a minister. At such an old age, his brain is not very bright. You are still teasing him."

Hu Weiyong also agreed with Wang Buli's words, but if he really wanted to step down from his position as prime minister, he would never agree to it.

I'm really not interested in forming cliques or anything like that, and I don't want to be.

The ones who were buried were other people.

Wang Buli chuckled lightly, and then couldn't stop laughing, which made Lu Ben's body hairy with laughter.

But Wang Buli was certain that no matter what, he could not guess Lao Zhu's determination and how much he wanted to abolish the prime minister system.

Everyone has their own path to take.

Wang Buli echoed, and had no intention of admonishing Hu Weiyong.

Wang Buli stood on the corridor and looked at the wide square:

"If you have the time, it would be better to stay in my wife's arms."

Chang is the Crown Princess and will be the Queen in the future, so she is destined not to be buried as a sacrifice.

Lu Ben was so frightened that he backed away, turned around and went back to the main hall to slap himself in the face.

Just now I just told him not to drag him on board if it was okay.

The two important ministers were all silenced by Wang Buli.

"In the future, when the prince becomes emperor and Long Yu dies, what if your daughter also "voluntarily" dies in the burial?"

Lu Ben's teeth chattered when he heard Lu Ben's original words.

"Lü Shangshu should worry more about your own daughter when you have time."

Once you let him sit in a high position for a period of time, and then try to get him down, you will always regret it, just like Li Shanchang now.

Hu Weiyong knew very well that he wanted to return to the court, but once he was allowed to return, would his position as prime minister still be secure?

"Consort, if you are asked to be the prime minister one day, will you do it?"

"No."

Wang Buli simply refused.

You, Hu Weiyong, are the last prime minister of the Ming Dynasty. Who will follow in your footsteps?

Zhang Juzheng has a good ending?

"why?"

Hu Weiyong felt that the cake he drew was very big, and according to the emperor's wishes, he was probably going to train the next generation of prime ministers for the prince.

At present, Wang Buli is the most suitable first candidate.

"Hu Xiang, sometimes think about it, how old is this official?"

Wang Buli put his hands behind his back and still looked at the vast square of the palace:

"I will correct my position, Hu Xiang, I hope you will also correct your position!"

There is essentially no conflict between the two parties. Everyone is Zhu Yuanzhang's pawn, and he can do whatever he wants.

Wang Buli discovered that Hu Weiyong was aware of his situation, but he didn't understand it enough, and he was still in a state of being confused by the authorities.

"My position is clear, Prince Consort, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing."

Hu Weiyong waved his arms in an old-fashioned manner.

While the two were talking, they saw Lu Ben coming out of the hall in despair. He was kicked out by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Lao Zhu had other plans for this matter, and was determined not to change his tune easily just because of Lu Ben's few words.

Lu Ben supported Shizhu in despair: "I hope my girl is a prince."

"You still have to be cautious when doing things."

Wang Buli glanced at Lu Ben, said hello to Hu Weiyong and left.

Hu Weiyong also looked at Lu Ben's appearance and thought Wang Buli was right.

With his behavior, he had spent so many years as an official in the Yuan Dynasty in vain. If his daughter hadn't been a concubine to the prince, how could he have been the Minister of Rites?

I'm about to get sick of stupidity.

Why does he have so many people under his command?

Irritability!

But most of them are fellow villagers, Hu Weiyong, the leader of the Huaixi Group.

Although he despised Lu Ben in his heart, he still comforted him. The prince was kind and would definitely not do such a thing.

Besides, the prince is still young, how can he and your daughter have a child in the future?

So if you keep your heart in your belly, no one will bury your daughter as a martyr.

Especially since she is now Zhu Biao's second woman. Even if there is another woman in the future, she will have to be ranked behind her.

Hu Weiyong's comforting words actually made Lu Ben feel a little better.

It can be said that after experiencing the war, his only lifeline was his daughter.

I hope she can live a good life in the future. If it is true, I will be confused if I care about her.

"What the consort just said was alarmist?"

Hu Weiyong laughed twice and patted Lu Ben on the shoulder: "Lu Shangshu, you should be more cautious in the future."

After saying this, Hu Weiyong left and returned to his office, leaving Lu Ben alone in a daze.

After many days, Zhu Yuanzhang and his son finally entered the fairyland again.

Since Wang Buli got married, he has been staying in the princess's mansion without any intention of entering the fairyland. This made Lao Zhu anxious.

I wanted to wait a little longer, but I still couldn't bear it, so I urged Wang Buli to go on duty.

As a result, he had to wait for three days before he had a chance to re-enter the fairyland.

This time, the father and son continued their journey. Previously, the postman Li Zicheng attacked the capital and then collected the body of Emperor Chongzhen.

Zhu Yuanzhang had to admit that after this group of rebels entered the city, they were still very disciplined. The soldiers did not act recklessly. However, many women from the capital married Shunjun soldiers, and they were all proud of it.

After all, the Ming Dynasty was finished.

The common people also need to support the new dynasty, so it is normal practice to marry the winner and establish a relationship.

Who would have thought that the Qing Dynasty actually defeated the Shun army?

Zhu Yuanzhang heard someone reporting to Li Zicheng that there were two to three thousand bureaucrats in the capital, and there were only about twenty officials who died for the Ming Dynasty.

"It's not bad to have more than twenty people."

Zhu Yuanzhang commented on this matter and he already felt it was very good.

At the end of the dynasty, there were still officials who died for the Ming Dynasty, which exceeded his expectations.

Because in his subconscious mind, it was normal for these people to all lick Shunjun's ass.

Zhu Biao frowned, feeling that there were too few people!

If everyone was loyal to the Ming Dynasty, how could the officials of the Ming Dynasty be buried with just a few people?

You must know that in the late Song Dynasty, 100,000 officials and people in Yazhou jumped into the sea and died for their country.

As a result, when they arrived in Ming Dynasty, there were only about twenty people, which was really beyond comprehension for Zhu Biao.

Why don’t the officials raised by our Ming Dynasty have any thoughts of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism?

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't expect much from Ming officials, so it didn't matter, but Zhu Biao was different.

"Dad, are you sure what you said is not ironic?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said nothing, and just asked his son to continue reading.

Sure enough, when the generals of the Shun Army recruited officials to work for them outside Donghua Gate, a large number of officials flocked to sign up.

"Sign up for all the officials, and wear green hats and prostrate outside the Meridian Gate to listen.

Those who are usually mature, those who use tricks, those who are not famous for their literary talents, those who are sharp-tongued, and those who are high-spirited, all have their heads lowered and their eyebrows lowered, standing like puppets, allowing the soldiers to insult and tease them, and dare not speak out. "

"Look, this is normal."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that it was a good idea to educate his one and two sons in the fairyland about the ugliness of officials in the last years of the dynasty, because his son had never been exposed to this kind of thing.

Let him take a good look, the dynasty is about to fall, and the ministers have long thought about changing their families.

Those who were buried alive were in the minority.

Regardless of what was recorded in the history books of the previous dynasty, how many ministers chose to die for the country after the Yuan Dynasty fell?

What's more, the Yuan Dynasty has not been completely destroyed, and it has gone to the previous territory to survive, and there are even fewer martyrs.

Therefore, with more than twenty ministers, Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry at all, but felt that he had passed the test.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that it was not a good thing for his son to be too kind to officials.

Why should people bury your dynasty with them?

When he overthrew the Yuan Dynasty, he had already deeply understood the mentality of those who demoted officials, just to serve under another emperor.